Pardons And Pleasantnesse Are Great Revenges Of

Prosperity Lets Goe The Bridle.

Between The Businesse Of Life And The Day Of Death, A Space Ought To Be Interposed.

Who Hath No Head, Needes No Heart.

He Who Has The Pepper May Season As He Lists.

Hee That Bewailes Himselfe Hath The Cure In His Hands.